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Expressing my gratitude, I said, "It's helpful."
Kelly then shifted the conversation, acknowledging the strength I gained from clearing the dungeon the previous day. She suggested aiming for a C-rank promotion during the next comprehensive evaluation and asked if C-rank was the standard for second-year students.
"Yes," Kelly confird. "It's quite rare to see a D-rank. But now, it's like you've... blossod. No one knows where your peak may be!"
Distracted by our conversation, we suddenly beca aware of the Deherit gang's raucous laughter. They had apparently been eavesdropping on us. Kelly's gaze turned piercing as she glared at them, demanding to know what they found so amusing.
The ringleader, Deherit Ade, known for her droopy eyes and twisted sneer, seed to genuinely despise . Her intimidating appearance, with rolled-up sleeves revealing tattoos, would have frightened my old self. Even now, I had no desire to associate with her.
Deherit's gang continued their mocking remarks, targeting with vulgar insults and references to my supposed talent as a "Sex bitch collector." The teasing caused Kelly's cheeks to redden, leaving her at a loss for words in the face of such crude remarks.
Ignoring Deherit's attempt to provoke further, I brushed off her hand when she placed it on my shoulder, asserting, "Don't touch ." The tension in the classroom grew palpable, as if a fight was about to erupt.
Maintaining my composure, I calmly replied, "I don't have many clothes, so I can't afford to get them dirty."
Deherit responded with a hint of amusent. "I see. Well..."
She patted my shoulder lightly, taunting further. "Before I drop out, I should at least find Gao. If I manage to get a double-digit score, I'll go ho and look for my mother."
Her words lingered in the air, questioning the true asure of success—scores. It made ponder whether achieving a high score was truly what mattered in the end.
A short while later, we found ourselves at the indoor training ground, ready for the fateful straw dummy asurent to comnce. Determination surged through as I prepared to unleash my finishing move.
"Personality Elimination!!!" I roared as I shouted my finishing move.
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As Kelly, Sylvie, and I made our way to the indoor training ground, a mixture of nerves and excitent coursed through my veins.
Kelly broke the silence, calling by my full na, creating a subtle but noticeable sense of distance between us.
Despite the intimate monts we had shared before, there was a delicate tension between us, a reminder of the boundaries set by gender dynamics.
"Nervous, Lucas?" Kelly asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
I contemplated her question for a mont, the anticipation building inside . "More like excited, I guess," I replied honestly. While there was undoubtedly a level of nervousness, it felt more like the nostalgic tension of a child waiting for their turn in a race.
Kelly nodded, understanding my sentint. "So all that's left is for you to rise, right?"
I pondered her words, realizing that there wasn't much to lose as a D-class student. If I couldn't perform well, it would likely be dismissed as the norm for soone in my position.
The low expectations from the start brought a certain level of comfort, releasing so of the pressure that might have weighed on .
"Yeah, I suppose so," I replied, a touch of optimism coloring my voice.
Kelly's gaze softened, her eyes reflecting a mix of encouragent and concern. "If you work hard now, you'll be more at ease during the second sester."
Her words struck a chord within . I couldn't deny that there was much I didn't know yet, and the fear of failure lingered in the back of my mind.
However, I remained hopeful about the future. After all, I was New Lucas, the protagonist reborn.
My unique power, "Personality Expel," held imnse potential, and I intended to utilize it to the fullest.
I shared my thoughts with Kelly, explaining the significance of Personality Expulsion and its potential as a powerful attack skill. It was a skill that set apart from even the original protagonist of the ga, Lucas. I couldn't help but take comfort in the fact that I possessed such a formidable ability.
Kelly listened attentively, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What do you want to do later? Beco a hero? A hunter?" she asked.
I considered her question, my mind drifting to thoughts of my future. "Sothing that makes a lot of money," I replied honestly.
Kelly chuckled, shaking her head. "Then you won't be a hero. While top-tier heroes might earn well, those below A-rank practically volunteer their services."
Her words gave pause. If financial gain was my primary goal, being a hero might not be the most lucrative path. I realized that I had other reasons beyond money for not pursuing the hero route.
"There are other reasons I can't be a hero," I admitted. "If I beco one, they'll give a hero na like 'Personality Expel Man' or 'Sex Bitch Man'... It's just not the image I'm going for."
Kelly burst into laughter, unable to contain herself. Her laughter was infectious, and I found myself joining in, the sound of our laughter echoing through the training ground. The students around us turned their heads, curious about the source of our amusent.
Kelly's laughter subsided, and she looked genuinely happy. "Ah, I'm so happy. It's been a while since I've laughed like this."
A warmth spread through at her words. Seeing her beautiful smile and hearing her laughter brought a sense of joy that I hadn't experienced in a long ti. It was a reminder of the simple pleasures in life.
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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won't mind if you send more stones, and plz don't forget the gifts.)
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